Although he was a little impatient, Zhou Congwen still suppressed all his negative emotions.

After all, there is a big knife behind women, and now the possibility of serious damage cannot be ruled out 100%.

The woman turned over while humming.

"Will you help her take off the clothes and keep them?" Zhou Congwen asked.

In the past ten years, I had many bad things because of the clothes cutting, but now it is 2002. The medical treatment has just been thrown into the market for not long, and the doctor-patient relationship is still good, so Zhou Congwen doesn't care much.

Although there are many emergency departments, Zhou Congwen still likes this era quite well.

"Cut it, cut it," the man said.

Zhou Congwen held the big scissors in his hand and cut his clothes open without hesitation, and then opened the cotton pad used by the emergency department doctor to press.

The cutter edge was about 23m long, the edge was irregular, there was not much bleeding, and the muscle layer was damaged. It was visually estimated that the patient's back muscle group was not seriously injured, just a simple suture would be fine.

Zhou Congwen kicked the trash can, threw the cotton pad in, turned around and opened the glass bottle of lidocaine to one side, opened the cut bag, and tore the outer packaging off the syringe and threw it into the cut bag.

Get everything ready and Zhou Congwen disinfects it first in order.

The oval pliers fell on the woman's back with iodine cotton balls, and the woman immediately let out a shrill scream.

"Ao~"

The screams were so loud that the earth was shaking and the walls seemed to fall off, which scared Zhou Congwen.

"I'm disinfecting, please bear with it." Zhou Congwen still comforted.

"Juan'er, listen to the doctor, hold on." The man said with tears in his eyes as he held the woman's hand.

Zhou Congwen really doesn't understand the relationship between them.

The couple drew their swords toward each other in the last second, and cut two or three fingers from their backs. The next second, they were loving and loving, and they felt sorry for each other.

If you go to act, you will probably have much better acting skills than those young and handsome guys in your previous life.

"pain."

The woman said softly.

The word "pain" is said to be heartbroken and heartbroken.

The word "pain" means that Zhou Congwen has goose bumps all over his body and his fingers are cramped.

"Hold on, there is still blood behind you, so you have to hurry up the time." Zhou Congwen said in a deep voice as he endured all kinds of discomfort.

It is the most worry-free for general anesthesia. Once the patient lies, he will not say a word. Zhou Congwen has such an idea, but he can only think about this kind of thing, and it is not practical.

The woman nodded on the flat car and held the man's hand hard. Zhou Congwen started disinfecting again, from the outside to the inside, like a ghost drawing talisman.

When the cold iodine cotton ball fell on the edge of the knife, the woman's shrill shouts resounded through the sky again.

In fact, the iodine is fine. If it were a few years earlier, Zhou Congwen's internship, there would be only iodine and alcohol in the hospital.

If alcohol falls on this knife, it will be sour.

Zhou Congwen really didn't have time to comfort the patient. Although there was not much bleeding on his back, it was still bleeding in both the skin edge and the subcutaneous tissue. It was not the case after a long time.

He looked at the man and Zhou Congwen continued to disinfect.

The door of the rescue room quietly opened a slit. Zhou Congwen narrowed his eyes and glanced, and several eyes were exposed in the crack of the door.

The patients in the anorectal department had nothing to do after changing the medicine, and couldn't get out, so they were bored. When they heard the woman's shrill cry, they gathered around the door to watch the fun.

The patient who was not stingy was brave and pushed open the door of the rescue room and secretly glanced at what happened inside.

After all, patients with anorectal department have not been hospitalized for a short time. "old" patients teach new patients experience. If they encounter severe patients, they will definitely go to the operating room. Those who stay in the rescue room will not be severe.

Moreover, they are familiar with the doctor, so they are no longer afraid of the doctor.

"Close the door and rescue it!" Zhou Congwen scolded without hesitation.

The door of the rescue room was closed, but the sound from outside kept coming in, like a pot of boiling porridge.

The hospitalization was too boring... Zhou Congwen also understood them.

It will be better in a few years. There are 4G networks everywhere. I don’t want to pay attention to others when checking rounds and play games with my mobile phone. Even if I am older, my children will download TV series or watch volcano videos.

This is the case in 2002. You have to get used to it. Zhou Congwen told himself in his heart.

After disinfecting three times, the woman wailed all the way, her voice was melodious and melodious, without hoarseness, and became more crisp and louder.

This voice is awesome!

Zhou Congwen sighed in his heart, but his feelings were emotion, but he did not waste time. He put on sterile gloves and began to investigate the wound.

The hand fell on the wound, and the screams of the woman who was not surprised almost ran through the sky.

It is estimated that all the patients upstairs could hear it, Zhou Congwen sighed.

It’s okay, the back muscles are not broken, and there is no need to suture, and the future function will not be limited. There is no bleeding, not much. Just debride and suture it.

Before taking anesthetics, Zhou Congwen specifically told himself to take anesthetics and let the woman endure it.

But the needle tip just fell on the subcutaneous tissue, and the woman started screaming again.

Maybe it was a psychological reflex, Zhou Congwen ignored her and poured the configured lidocaine + normal saline solution into it.

The round needle number 4 thread, Zhou Congwen held the hemostatic forceps in one hand and the corner needle in the other hand.

"Boom~"

As soon as the round needle fell, the woman's screams had not yet begun, and she heard a sound from outside.

It's so chaotic! Zhou Congwen thought angrily. If the patients in the anorectal department make trouble again, they will call the director of the anorectal department and find someone to change the medicine to them again.

A problem!

"Bang~"

The door of the rescue room was kicked open...a piece of wood chips fell on the patient's back.

Zhou Congwen narrowed his eyes and looked over. While he placed the hemostasis pliers and needle holders on the bag that cut the bag with both hands, pinched the sterilized blade with his right hand, and picked up the handle with his left hand, installing the blade as if it were an automatic procedure.

Holding the scalpel in his hand, Zhou Congwen stared at the person who broke in, and his mind flashed, and began to think about what to do to be on the line of self-defense.

I definitely can't expect the hospital to be discharged from the hospital. If they don't take any harm, they will have a conscience. They have to find Liu Xiaobie to see if there is any good lawyer...

Zhou Congwen already wanted to get into the worst situation.

A big man broke in with tears in his eyes, "Juan'er, what's wrong with you!"

"..." Zhou Congwen held a knife in his right hand and originally wanted to force the person out viciously, but when he heard this, all his emotions disappeared.

This is a hospital, not a theater for bloody dramas!

The door of the rescue room was kicked open and could no longer be closed. There were countless heads at the door looking at what was happening inside.

Zhou Congwen was speechless. If this was a stage play, he was the background, which was part of the Chinese medicine hospital in the minds of outside visitors. The kind of prop that was simply dispensable was not even as important as the sterile single-once on the patient's back.
Chapter completed!